Page 97 of The Rat

Sebastian shook his head, but his gazedropped to Rory’s lips. His eyes darkened, and his hands slippedfrom Rory’s chest and found his hips.

“Please,” Rory murmured, gettingcloser.

Before Sebastian could protestagain, Rory pressed his lips to Sebastian’s. Not kissing, there was nosuction, their lips just rested together.

Short, sharp breaths left Rory’snose, his heart punched in his chest, hard enoughto make him dizzy,and the darkness seemed to make everything worse. Sebastian wasn’tkissing him, and he’d never needed someone to kiss him that badlyin his life.

“What are you doing?”Sebastian mumbled.

His words vibrated offRory’slipsmaking them tingle. Rory didn’t reply, he stayed perfectly still,mouth touching Sebastian’s. Not kissing, but touching,resting.

Rory didn’t know how long theysat like that, there was nothing to judge time against in the dark.He wanted Sebastian to kiss him, toopen his mouth and take the pain away,even if it only lasted a few minutes.

Sebastian opened his lipsmillimeter bymillimeter until Rory’s bottom lip slipped between his. The firsttouch of Sebastian’s tongue on his lip made him gasp and reach forSebastian’s hair.

Rory didn’t kiss, but waited tobe kissed, knew it was coming, knew Sebastian wasweakening tohis demands, to his tease, to the temptation he’d plastered to hismouth.

“Fucking hell, Rory.”

Sebastian’s lips vibrated Rory’sbottom one, his words caressing him without meaning to, kissing him withvibrations.

“Please.” hewhimpered.

Their breaths mingled, and Rory’s left him inheaves, but Sebastian’s were calm and soft. Rory felt at homebetween Sebastian’s lips, but he wanted more, he wanted them tomove, to bully his apart, for his tongue to slide in and teasehim.

Sebastian’s hands shotup, grippingRory’s jaw. He kissed with a desperation Rory easily matched. Heknew Sebastian had brushed his teeth not long ago, but he didn’twant the minty freshness, he wanted the taste that lay beyond it,the taste of Sebastian. He kissed harder and invaded the mouthagainst his. The heat and glide of Sebastian’s tongue sent pleasanttingles through his body. The mint faded, and what was left behindwas the pure, unfiltered taste of Sebastian. Rory didn’t knowsomeone could taste so good. The taste and sensation made himhungry for more to the point he was whimpering around Sebastian’stongue.

Rory tightened and relaxed hishands in Sebastian’s hair, grabbing and releasing, confirming tohimself he was really there, really kissinghim.

Sebastian pushedhim down tothe bed, and he didn’t protest. He fell on his back, and Sebastianstarted on his clothes. He tugged at his t-shirt, and Rory liftedhimself up so Sebastian could yank it over his head.

He ducked down for a chastekiss, thengot to work removing Rory’s pants, and then his boxers, even hissocks. Rory shivered when Sebastian gazed down at him. He leanedforward, pressed his lips to Rory’s then reached under the pillowfor the Vaseline tub.

Sebastian encouraged him to bendhis knees,and Rory tilted his pelvis, making it easier for Sebastian toprepare him. They hadn’t had sex in weeks, and they’d never had sexin that position, with that much tension in the air.

When Sebastian sunk inside him,Rory’s eyes rolled, and he released a low moan. Sebastian eagerly swallowed thesound with a kiss, just as Rory’s ass swallowed his cock for thesecond thrust. He pressed his body close, wrapped one arm behindRory’s neck, and pinned Rory’s hand to the mattress with theother.

Rory turned his head and lifted his chin untilhe could see their hands. Their joined hands on the bed. Sebastianhad slotted his fingers between Rory’s and was holding him down,subtly flexing his hand, squeezing Rory’s, a reassuring squeezethat lessened the hollowness in his chest. Sebastian rocked intohim slowly, brushing Rory’s prostate,

Helifted his face away, hovering overRory’s. The beam from the floodlight shone on his expression—awedand hungry. Rory imagined he wore the same expression, but with hiscame another emotion. An emotion that should’ve never come to bethere, but he couldn’t deny it. There was no powerplay, no games,it was two men with a mutual need.

Sebastian’s cock slid deeper, the feel ofit was too intense, his thick cock pinned Rory’smost intimate area, forced it to flutteruntil he couldn’t think straight. Words left his mouth, pleas andbegs. Sebastian kissed them all away and slipped his tongue insideRory’s mouth in time with his cock. He was utterly pinned, andhelpless, and he loved the feeling.

He loved the sparks of pleasure jolting in his cock, and thetaste of Sebastian in his mouth. He felt the building orgasm, thegrowing pressure in his prostate, and the tickle in hiscock.

Rory couldn’t reciprocate, but thetaste of him registered on his tongue, and the smell of him soothedeach jagged breath through his nose. He couldn’t squirm, Sebastianpressed down on him, stopping him. He’d reached the point of noreturn, wanted to warn Sebastian, but his mouth was too busy beenteased and tasted, and he couldn’t form the words in his spinningmind. His legs trembled wildly, and his knees pressed intoSebastian’s sides.

The physical feeling wasenough, but when Rory linked gazes with Sebastian, his heart pulsedback to life. No longer buried in a pit ofhopelessness, but rising out of it.Sebastian had reached into the hole in his chest, and was pullinghis heart out again, tearing it away from grief and despair, andlifting it from the dark.

He fallen in love withSebastianClaw, and in that moment, he convinced himself he could seethe same love looking back at him.

“Let go, Rory,” Sebastianmurmured.

Rory closed his eyes when his bodyfinally let go.

The orgasm was so powerful Rorysaw white light behind his eyes. His whole body tingled with anintense rush, then the sensation imploded, collapsing away to onepoint, one sensitive point in his body that overloaded withecstasy.

He moaned, long and deep whenhe came, and Sebastian smothered thenoise between their chests, then he easedoff and waited for Rory to catch his breath.

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